Disconnected Constellations

We are disconnected stars; artificial constellations
A mind set, a fluke, a trick of the imagination
We are lines connecting but never intersecting
We do what's expected but are never expecting
We are tied to each other one day, severed the next
We are mere pawns, but think we are blessed
Fingers in each other's palms, we are whole
Eyes connected, we make love soul to soul
A warm word, a kind slip of the tongue
A kiss, a relief, a reminder that we are still young
But the moment we part, an ocean divides us
And a mystical force in the universe guides us
The moment that our lines disconnect
The moment that our souls don't reflect
Is the moment we flee from each other, and fast
Lightyears apart, we say the past is the past
All the faces I've seen, touched, caressed
All the hearts that I've cried to, lied to and undressed
All the stars that I've met that produced something new
A beautiful constellation in the sky, a dark blue
All the friendships I've formed and lovers I scorned
They twinkle in the night unadorned
Maybe our lives will one day intertwine
And we will all laugh sharing a bottle of wine
Too bad the stars are so far out of sight
But I can still wonder what it would be like

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